Following the Trail (6)

Having finished gathering information, I resumed my journey northwest.

If I wanted to head straight for the Quoram Faith's holy land, I should go west rather than northwest, but for the time being, I prioritized entering the sphere of influence of the nonhuman races.

I suspected that Win was probably nearby, even if he wasn't at the Quoram Faith's holy land itself.

If a major battle was about to take place, he would surely try to stay near the front lines rather than in the rear.

Unfortunately for me, that was exactly the kind of child he was.

I did consider heading straight for the Quoram Faith's holy land myself, but unfortunately, it was still somewhat far away.

To reach the Quoram Faith's holy land, I would have to cut through several human countries, including the territory of the Mizuns Federation, the largest of them all.

I had become thoroughly accustomed to traveling without using roads or going near human settlements, but if I did that, I would receive no new information about the changing situation at all for the next few months.

Of course, I could always fight back against the humans who attacked me, as I had this time, and interrogate them, but I wanted to avoid that option if possible.

After all, even though I wasn't at all in the wrong, it made me feel as though I were the bandit...